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Turkey Camp....now with IOW(ABO)W'S HUMILIATING COPPER TURKEY CALL
JW_Halverson:
I will readily admit that there was a difference in opinion as to exactly which GPS navigation system was correct. There was literally no sun, moor, or stars to go by and I was all for heading in the direction I was sure was south (which it was). Iowaboy wanted to go North and pointed in that direction (which it was). Eventually, I agreed to follow his lead. After all, I had busted my butt chasing a real flock of turkeys while he was wandering around in a mud bog looking (so he claims) for something knappable (what? Like a goose turd? Yeah, I guess that's pretty abo.)
Had I followed my ridge, I would have ended up hitting the gravel road east of camp, instead, we found the logging trail and followed that to the gravel road north of camp.
As for Coney, the wild pine cone I found and nursed back to health, and then released back into the wild successfully....let's just say the chance to look into his eyes and see the gratitude was sufficient for me.
Chief RID:
Now it has gone from hysterically funny to scary. Thanks guys for the lift this morning. What am I saying?
chamookman:
Too funny Guys ! Bob
JW_Halverson:
In all seriousness, folks, this was the highlight of my year since I was not able to go to the Tennessee Classic. Instead, I invited a little of that Classic atmosphere to the Black Hills.
You can pull off an event like this, too. A little planning and a lot of good intentions can make it happen. Aim for something like 4-5 people for the first time and it's pretty easy. Maybe break the ice with a weekend burger burn and bow bust! Make shavings and memories, then start inviting friends that have expressed interest in making a bow. Let's become evangelists and win the hearts and minds of people everywhere. Seriously, if more people treated each other like we do on this forum, we might be able to move forward!
iowabow:
Jw my best memory was the turkey hunt on the second day on a morning hunt. This hunt started the night before when we were jeep scouting areas and listening for gobbles from the side of the road. After trying a couple places we rolled down a hill with a large bowl in it to the right. We got out of the car and stood together getting ready to call when directly in front of me at 50 yards was a flock of turkeys making there way up the hill and into the bowl. I grabbed jw by the collar and yanked him to the ground. He looked at me with that I am lost in the woods and confused look (foreshadowing a future trip) I whispered to him the location and number of turkeys in the group. Anyway we put those birds to sleep and returned the next morning. Running a little behind in the morning as we located a dropped into position on the knob of a hill. By the time we started calling it sounded like the birds were on the way away from us so we got up and took a couple steps only to have birds coming in on us. I dropped to a knee and jw stood motionless and slowly moved his hands behind him to call with the box call. In came a young Tom and a hen. With lots of brush I had cover to start drawing my bow. I pulled back found my anchor but the bird keep moving from one opening to another without stopping maybe 7 seconds went by without having and clear shot. Finally he stopped at 20 yards in a 5 inch opening that I shot right through.
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